Story About My Painting - I Dreamt of Desert Rose
Have you ever think of writing down what was in your dream last night? Earlier, I used to forgot them, until some days, I thought I came across with something I saw in my dream. Since then, I always tried to write what I saw. Sometimes I will paint or just draw.
Write or draw, on canvas or on a paper. As long as I won’t get it shattered away without keeping a memory. Hoping someday I will see it again in awaken world. Surreal, yet enlightening.
This is a story about dream. Something seen in the dim. I told some others about it. But they said just forget about it. Still, I believe in what I dreamt. They said it is nice but won’t be more than an illusion. That will never be true. Yet I knew, there is something to be drawn. I took my brushes and start from scratches. Telling my story in the colour patches.
Let them think it is so untrue. Maybe they had never heard about dejavu.
I dreamt of desert rose. Still can recall, the memory had never lost. I saw the rose among the sand. Adorable and never been tanned.
I saw the desert rose. Earlier, I was just unsure. What colour would it be? Will it still be red astonishing? But I recalled it was camouflaged in the dune tone. So that it won’t be easily traced. Everybody else will thought it is part of sand. Only for some other who searching, will notice.
I feel like the rose is drying in the heat. Blown in the storm. Nothing protecting. But it is still there without deformed. Still blossom in full. In the windy and sunny desert.
I wanted to bring it away from there, wished it is pickable. So that it will keeps in blossom. Protecting from sand and storm. Keeping away from sun and heat.
I believe it won’t be just an illusion. As a mirage for those who in thirst. Trying hard to get something that keeps on moving away. At the end it just an obsession playing in the mind. No, it won’t.
They say, don’t be carried away. But I told, I still believe in my dream. The dream of desert rose. The wish that never lost.
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Hi Sima....thanks for your interpretation. Perhaps that is how I describe what I have in my heart.
Desert Rose is love , in the chest of people who , love has dead ...
in the chest of people who did not see any merci!
in the chest of people who always give love to others and see unkindly treatment :)
they have a rose in the desert which is alive even in sand.
@Keira: Thanks for viewing
@Somita:Wow!You have an impressive view about this mysterious metaphysical of life. I know, its hard to explain. You must being reading a lot. I read some of that kind of idea in writing by Benedict Carey, Harun Yahya and others. It's really interesting fact to think of, as long as we open up our mind, and try to understand the reason of those events.
@Anele: Life is full of mystery. I hope I will see a good opportunity soon. But I love to put my thought in expressionist way. while I paint or write. Just to express my thought in beautiful way, even sometimes doesn't sounds beautiful either....:)
@Carole: you are poetic too...
@Anau: between dream (fantasy) and awake (reality) there is a thin line in between; where we were just unsure if it is true or otherwise. Thanks for the link….it’s really colourful….put more colour in my dream.
@mayumi: Everybody has their own dream. Only few work on how to make their dream comes true. Find meaning in dream, it might be doing something about our life. Chill...
You made us float in your writing..Lost in a moment while reading it..Tip toe kinda flow of words in a tempo only unique to you...Thanks a lot for sharing your dreams. Dreams can be equal to our hope. A hope that sustains our breath and guides our direction.
I hope all your dreams do come true! :)
"DREAM" one word it always makes me curious and speechless. Sometimes, I can not understand, we live in real life(world), but we can feel some else living in other lives(dream). Yeah, I agree with you about dreams, that is just obssesion. When some one has obsession about something and she/he always thingking it everyday, everyhour, everyminute may be they will come in her/his under real live or dreams.
And yup...yup...I agree with Anele about the meaning of your dream "Desert Rose" that is symbol of Love!
It is fun reading your blog...Thanks...^.^
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@Najwa : Maybe... the dream have wide meaning
@Mr.Bob: We often took for granted. But I just realised, it is a waste to let your dream been forgotten. It does not cost anything to put a memory upon our dream. We will find it is interesting in someway. chill....
An excellent dream and even better painting of a desert rose. I wonder what made that dream come to you? Dreams are so strange and sometimes impossible.
It was interesting to hear about how you started saving your dreams and I really liked the way you put it all together and made the blog.
@Nadira: Thanks sis, just writing my heart out
@Nida, @Hala: Because of the dream am still standing here, wishing dejavu is something true. Still believe in my dream. Because of dream can keeps us 'alive'.
@Yasemin: Such a great interpretation you had for it. I wish it will really happen someday - Ameen.
@Sandeep: Thanks for the clip. The song was not really in my mind before, till I saw your comment- I remember that song too. Really nice and like it so much and reminds me of my college time when this song was a hit.
The dream of desert rose...brought me here where I am now...chill
I love the title bro! - Desert Rose, suddenly you reminds me of my College time where living in hostel we chased the dream of something to do in life and just waiting to come outside. It was the time A band name called 'The Sting' plays the song name - Desert Rose. May be you know about it, I would love to post the song here. Never understood the meaning that moment, now you gave me chance to listen it again and understand the lyrics...
Your painting is as awesome as always! Just Keep follow the dream but sometimes we need to stand on the ground to complete it. After this we can taste the actual glory of success and that's the moment we all are waiting in life. Don't forget a friend like us in that moment because we will be with you all the time to clap you behind to serenading your dream, to tell you... this is the what I was talking always to do...
@Yasemin
You are really grown up, since you were Psychopath, now you wrote a blog of friendship and see the miracle now when doing poetry... Really great of you! Applause to you!
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